Is your lady beautiful ? Since I came here from the country , I've not seen her close . Tell me , is she beautiful ?   Thomas , if I could write with the beauty in her eyes , I was born to look in them and know myself .   And , her lips ?   Her lips ? The early morning rose would wither on the branch if it could feel envy .   And her voice like a lark's song ?   Deeper , softer , none of your twittering larks . I would banish nightingales from her garden before they interrupted her song .   Oh , she sings too ?   Constantly . Without doubt , and plays the lute . She has a natural ear . 